James rubbed at the bridge of his nose, feeling a nasty headache threatening. Normally he would never show weakness like that, especially in front of Rory or Palmer, let alone a whole camp full of people he barely knew anymore.
Having to talk to Carter was enough of a pain to warrant breaking his usual discipline, though.
"If she's just back from the field, she'll be in her tent, probably," he finally said, dropping his hand. He suspected there was probably still a pinched expression on his face. Well, he was supposedly just back from a hundred mile round trip hike and had an injury, so maybe she wouldn't remark on it.
Yeah, right.
"Listen, Carter is sharp, and her whole job is spotting things that are out of place and patterns that don't make sense," he told them as they moved to the other end of the camp. Carter's tent was near the infirmary area, so she'd be next to the only other women in camp, the nurses.
"A woman? As an agent?" Ray perked up. Mick smirked and lifted two fingers this time, but Ray rolled his eyes and apparently figured since he was already taking the punch for the infraction, he might as well keep talking for the moment. "That's incredibly unusual for this time period, isn't it? I know there were women in the army, but..."
"Yeah, it is, and it means she's ten times as good at her job as a guy would be in the same position. So..."
"Why, thank you Sergeant. Glad to know I rank so highly in your estimation." The very woman in question came around the corner of a tent, her smile puzzled and hiding a hint of worry.
James hastily wiped his scowl, trying for something approaching a friendly expression. Judging by the way her eyes narrowed and the worry increased, he hadn't succeeded. "Agent Carter. Just the lady I needed to see."
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Date: 2016-05-30 09:15 pm (UTC)Having to talk to Carter was enough of a pain to warrant breaking his usual discipline, though.
"If she's just back from the field, she'll be in her tent, probably," he finally said, dropping his hand. He suspected there was probably still a pinched expression on his face. Well, he was supposedly just back from a hundred mile round trip hike and had an injury, so maybe she wouldn't remark on it.
Yeah, right.
"Listen, Carter is sharp, and her whole job is spotting things that are out of place and patterns that don't make sense," he told them as they moved to the other end of the camp. Carter's tent was near the infirmary area, so she'd be next to the only other women in camp, the nurses.
"A woman? As an agent?" Ray perked up. Mick smirked and lifted two fingers this time, but Ray rolled his eyes and apparently figured since he was already taking the punch for the infraction, he might as well keep talking for the moment. "That's incredibly unusual for this time period, isn't it? I know there were women in the army, but..."
"Yeah, it is, and it means she's ten times as good at her job as a guy would be in the same position. So..."
"Why, thank you Sergeant. Glad to know I rank so highly in your estimation." The very woman in question came around the corner of a tent, her smile puzzled and hiding a hint of worry.
James hastily wiped his scowl, trying for something approaching a friendly expression. Judging by the way her eyes narrowed and the worry increased, he hadn't succeeded. "Agent Carter. Just the lady I needed to see."